26 April 2001 ~ The effect of fried chicken on True Love...

Was going to write this profound entry tonight about True Love. And it was probably going to be one of those entries I wrote very quickly and very passionately, and then hid in some tiny link somewhere on my site where no one could ever find it except me...

However, I went out for fried chicken with Nathan and Johann, and I'm suddenly REALLY super calm. Not tired, exactly, just really mellow... kinda stoned-ish... I don't know... Chicken does that, I guess, in high enough quantities.

Received two lovely emails today from Mike and his fiancée (I guess I'll call her Aimée... After the Pure Prairie League song...). They're such fantastic people. So sympathetic, so warm-hearted. And so deliriously in love that it's ALMOST gross. Sometimes I have no doubt -- absolutely none at all -- that there is such a thing as True Love. Talking to Mike and Aimée always gives me that feeling... So does talking to Nathan and Johann, come to think of it.

I've got so much to say, and no energy with which to do it...

Love,
~Helena*